Adrift in New York: Tom and Florence Braving the World
ren
re swollen, and it was evident she had been weeping. During the day she had had an interview with her
e objected, "I d
, and love
he said, v
y, miss," said Mr. Li
t alone that I do not love hi
a young girl's ex
unc
such a foolish dislike. Wh
at Curtis is a bad man. There is so
enerality of men. In marrying him you will carry out my cherished wish. Florence, I have not long to live. I shall be glad to see you well established in l
sary for me to marry
de my fortune between you and Curtis, you would be
become the wife
said her uncle, angrily. "Do yo
lse, Uncle John, and I wi
wish, but are willing to obey me in unimport
ttle child, helpless and destitute, you took me in your arms, gave me a h
ember th
ou will not consider
refuse to make the only return I desire. You refuse to comfo
happiness that no one has a right to
John Linden, stormily. "Do you kn
epared f
in balking me, I shall leave
ill, uncle. I have no claim
there; but th
upon him a mute
your senses. Then, if you persist in your ingrati
mean that?" exclaimed
ove me. Not another word, for I will not hear it. Ta
self up to sorrowful thoughts. But she was interru
cy de Br
ollowed the servant into the room, and made it imposs
well, Miss Flore
n," said Florence, coldly.
nce. My doctor tells me it is only those whose bwai
said Florence, with intentional sarc
that is vewy clevah. Y
I assure you, M
e. Didn't I see you at
y. I was
wa. It's so-so fashion
n't go to he
-an Englishman-a charming fellow, I assure you. He's the second cousin of a lord, and yet-you'll hardly credit it-w
at all s
it a great compliment. I don't know how it is, but ev
very
why, Miss
xplain. It seems to give you pleasure. You
racter. It's a gweat pity we have no lords in America. Now,
. Even if I did, I prefer my own countrymen
if we only had s
plenty of
lly clevah,
are too complimentary. Y
your company, Miss Florence. I-
a trifle monotonous?" aske
ied," said Percy, bo
mean, Mr. d
ove with you, and have been ever so long-but I never dared to tell you so. I felt s
y slipped from his chair, and s
lorence, hurriedly. "It is quite out of
d Percy, clasping his hand
t I am a
may stil
de Brabazon. My heart is free
omily, "there is only o
is t
climb to the parapet, jump into th
esperate resolution, Mr. de Brabazon. You will meet
ewell, cruel girl. When you read the papers tomorr
his arms gloomily, and
mile," said Florence. "Mr. de Brabazon will not do this t
ted herself at the table, and dr
er known. What can have turned against me my uncle, usually so kind and considerate? It must be tha
eet of paper, an
an atmosphere of love, and I have felt very grateful to you for all you have done for me. I have tried to conform to your wishes, and I would obey you in all else-but I cannot marry Curtis; I think I would rather die. Let me still live with you as I have don
ore
lected that she was no longer entitled to use a name w
from all sorrow, and secure in the affection of her uncle, had never dreamed that there would come a time when she would feel obliged to leave
nce let her head fall upon the t
oticing that her mistress was sleeping, contented herse
the French clock upon t
on tiptoe. He was roughly dressed. His figure was manly and vigorous, and d
when he s
b, but I've got to do as Tim told me. He says he's my father, so I s'pose it's all right. All the same, I shall be nabbed some day, and then the family'll be disgra
delay he succeeded, and lifted the cover. He was about to explore it, according to Tim's directions, wh
ed in alarm, "and what